This piece will be included in my upcoming novel, Phobia. The book is about an agoraphobic who feels safe and secure inside her house. To her, the outside world feels like a zombie apocalypse. When creepy shit starts happening in her home, she has to decide which is scarier - the inside or the outside?

Agoraphobia Zombies at my door again Scraping, clawing to be let in Can’t they see I’m happy here? In my sanctuary, safe from fear Oh, no! Now they’re trying to phone Zombies, please leave me alone! I don’t have advice for you Can’t you see I have questions too? It’s clear these zombies just won’t quit I guess it’s time to give them shit Grab a shotgun; grab some ammo Smash a window and go BLAMMO! Each time I fire a head explodes But still the zombies line the roads The only way to make them go Is make peace with my relentless foe